Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Tao Muxiang bit her lower lip and leaned weakly against Fang Zuo.

She kept sniffing, inhaling the scent of her man.

I was so tired that I had no strength left.

She only knew how to nod and agree with her man.

Michaela Cohen emerged from the enormous jacuzzi and wrapped her arms around the top left side of her neck.

Water droplets flowed down her fair body.

Tiny droplets of water still clung to the faint golden hairs on its body.

She parted her pink, moist lips and breathed softly into Fang Zuo's ear:

"The Protestant Kingdom has a small portion of the hull of the 'Lord's' ship. Although it is also in hibernation due to insufficient energy, it is always on alert."

"Fang, you need to be careful."

"This ship is far superior to the civilization on our planet. When it is not destroyed, it can easily achieve interdimensional jumps by distorting the spacetime structure. It can establish instantaneous channels between the main universe and dimensional space and complete spatial folding and leaping."

"Even if only a section of the ship remains now, in a sense, the Protestant kingdom was created entirely from its dimensional standpoint."

"Those believers who go to the Kingdom of God are just living in the closed ecosystem of ship manufacturing."

"This starship employs dynamic space topology technology, has dual modes of matter and consciousness uploading, and its structure can be quantum-recombined as needed, expanding up to 300 times its initial volume."

"This is all what that guy from the Jewish Temple told me. In reality, what Judaism calls the Jewish Temple is nothing more than the central management office of this starship."

"But these things are far beyond the comprehension of our planet's technological civilization."

Fang Zuo nodded to indicate that he understood.

That time, through the perspective of Kaoru Momoki, I saw my own watermelon knife in the Protestant Kingdom.

And that enormous starship.

Even with only a small portion protruding above the ground, one can sense the immense energy and threat emanating from it.

"Why do you know so much?" Fang Zuo suddenly asked. "Even if you were chosen as a Jewish priest by the central management office of that starship, you shouldn't be telling you so much."

“It’s not just that,” Michaela Cohen slowly sat back down in the bathtub, a bitter expression on her face.

"There are fewer and fewer people with religious fanaticism now, and the old methods of brainwashing are no longer enough to firmly control the representatives."

"In recent years, Judaism has even seen the emergence of several priests with ulterior motives who wanted to seize control of the Temple."

"Even among these people now, many are outwardly respectful to me, but quite a few are ambitious, and they think I don't know that."

Michaela Cohen sneered, "But they've greatly underestimated the Temple's overwhelming power over the life forms of this planet."

"It just doesn't want to waste energy doing such meaningless things."

"Therefore, after the Temple, they began to use human genes to train their own priests."

Michaela Cohen lowered her head, her voice hoarse: "I was cultivated in the Temple. That's why I have considerable authority."

"I have no father, no mother, no brothers or sisters, and not even any friends."

"I am all alone in this world."

Speaking of the last sentence.

Michaela Cohen slowly raised her head, her face already streaked with tears.

Tears continued to stream down her face.

She gazed at Fang Zuo with deep affection.

She reached out her little hand and touched her upper left cheek.

Her voice trembled as she said, "Fang...I only have you."

Please don't abandon me.

Fang Zuo sighed.

He was a pitiful person too.

No wonder the woman inside the neurons, even knowing it was fake, still enjoyed everything so much.

They not only enjoy romantic love, but also the utterly nonexistent familial affection.

After he got out, he accepted himself completely.

Fang Zuo raised his free left arm and embraced Michaela Cohen.

Feeling her still trembling body, I gently patted her shoulder.

Michaela Cohen clung tightly to Fang Zuo's left arm.

The quiet sobs subsided with the gentle pat.

She burst into tears.

Kaoru Momoko leaned against Fang Zuo's right arm, watching Michaela Cohen cry.

Hearing her speak softly just now, I was also moved.

It turns out that this hateful woman has the same background as her.

They were all born out of religion as a tool.

Perhaps I am even better than her.

At least I still have my dad and mom.

I also enjoyed family affection for some years.

And she
Nothing.

Forget it, I'll just have to be more accommodating to her from now on.

They are just as pathetic as I am.

Momoki Kanonai sighed.

Li Zhenxin sat on Fang Zuo's calf and kept kneading Fang Zuo's calf muscles.

Hearing what Michaela Cohen said, he could only understand a small part of it.

They didn't dare to ask, and could only speculate on their own.

"Let's go." Fang Zuo put his arm around the two of them and stood up.

After tidying up, the group returned to their room.

“Fang, I can’t go to Fallschough with you. The Protestant Churches absolutely do not want to see a Jewish priest going to their stronghold,” Michaela Cohen said softly, a few tears still glistening in the corners of her eyes.
"I'm afraid if I even slightly reveal my intention to go there, the Protestant Church will find out, and that will cause you trouble. I'll wait for you in New York."

Fang Zuo nodded.

Then he shouted at the man who was frowning, "What are you two doing sneaking around like this? Come in if you want."

Akechi Fuka and Akechi Aoi poked their heads out and walked in through the door.

The two of them were startled out of the bathroom by the embarrassing scene that greeted them.

He stayed hidden in his room the whole time.

Hearing noises from next door, he quickly tiptoed to the doorway.

"Dad, where are you going?" Akechi Fuka looked at her newfound father who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Even though he knew it wasn't his father, he got used to calling him that after a few days.

"I'll be away from New York for a few days. You guys stay here for the time being and don't wander off," Fang Zuo said.

Upon hearing this, Mingzhi Fenghua's little face lit up with joy.

He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Fang Zuo's sleeve.

"What are you doing?" Fang Zuo was taken aback.

"Money." Akechi Fuka's beautiful eyes narrowed into slits.

"Get them both supplementary cards," Fang Zuo said to Li Zhenxin and Michaela Cohen. "Set limits: unlimited food and drinks, but don't let them spend too much on shopping."

“Understood.” Michaela Cohen and Li Zhenxin nodded.

Akechi Fuka frowned, and the other person made a face at her: "Giving a supplementary card and still having a spending limit is so lame, stingy dad!"

Fang Zuo was too lazy to pay attention to her.

She pulled Momoko Kaoruna away from the hotel.

Peachwood Fragrance and Fang Zuo arrived at the New York Cathedral immediately.

The New York Cathedral, located in the financial center, remains magnificent despite its centuries-old history.

“Your Holiness, thank God, you have returned safely. We have been searching for you these past few days.” Several believers dressed in loose black robes came out to greet you.

They wore medals on their chests that symbolized their status as disciples and knights.

As he walked, the knight's attire underneath was revealed.

She knelt on one knee, head bowed, to greet Momoko Kaoruna.

His words were very sincere.

"Where is that damn Zavin Raymond?" Kaoruna Momoki said angrily. "He's the one who gave me the information and tricked me into going to the Indian Nuclear Power Plant, where I've been stuck for days."

“Your Holiness, he is not here. That fellow has been taken to headquarters by the Archbishop for torture,” the leading disciple knight said, looking up.

"Arrested him? Give my new knight a set of disciple knight's robes." Kaoru Momoko said coldly, "Get up, prepare a vehicle for me, I'm going to headquarters to see that bastard."

"I want to see him burned on the cross with my own eyes."

The knights, led by the disciple who said "Yes," did not ask any further questions.

He quickly took out a set of clothes and handed them to Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo took it, even though he could hide himself.

But there are still hundreds of kilometers to go.

We're about to enter the Protestant Kingdom of God, so it's always good to save some spiritual energy.

"I have the authority to recruit certain individuals with supernatural abilities as the Saintess's personal disciple knight guard," said Momoki Kaoruna softly. "These individuals are all my people."

Fang Zuo nodded.

It seems that Kaoru Momoki has put a lot of effort into her business during the days she was away from Tokyo.

The headquarters of Protestantism is located in Fallschough.

It's only a 400-kilometer drive from New York.

Soon, Fang Zuo and Tao Muxiang arrived at the headquarters of the Protestant Church in a car.

A small religious town. In the very center of the town stands a huge Gothic-style church.

The church is surrounded by various facilities for Protestant believers.

Those coming and going were all exceptionally devout believers.

There are quite a few people who believe in the supernatural.

"You grew up here?" Fang Zuo asked.

“No.” Kaoru Momoki shook her head. “It’s a small town similar to this place, but I don’t know its exact location. I left there a long time ago.”

"Go inside," Fang Zuo said. "I'll stay by your side."

Taomu Xiangzhi nodded.

He strode into the church.

"Where is His Highness the Archbishop?" Kaoruna Momoki asked as she entered the inner hall.

"The Archbishop has gone to California, Your Majesty!" A nun approached, kneeling on the ground, and said, "The Supreme Security Bureau requests his presence to discuss some matters."

Supreme Security Bureau?

Professor Blair?
It seems that guy is really going to make a move against the archbishop.

Taomu Xiangzhi sneered.

That's good, it saves me the trouble.

We discussed it with Fang Zuo on the way.

Upon seeing this guy, Fang Zuo slapped him to death.

Then I dealt with the rest of the people myself.

Even if Protestantism falls into chaos in the future, it can be gradually brought back into order.

Kaoru Momoko then asked, "Where's Zavin Raymond? Wasn't he captured? Where is he?"

“Zawen Raymond has been executed by the Archbishop,” the nun said respectfully, kneeling on the ground and bowing her head.

Just as her man had said.
The archbishop was eager to execute Zavin Raymond, the New York bishop.

It was probably to kill them to silence them.

Why would a New York district bishop frame himself?

The only thing he could hinder or threaten was the power of the archbishop.

It seems this guy has secretly made connections with quite a few forces.

“Prepare the ritual and contact the Holy Light Anchor Point. I need some Holy Light infusion,” said Kaoru Momoki.

"Ah, but Your Holiness, moving the Holy Light Anchor Point requires the Archbishop's approval." The nun looked up, her face showing difficulty.

“The situation is urgent. I will explain to the archbishop when he returns,” Kaoru Momoki said coldly.

"This is..." The nun could only stand up and walk towards the back of the church.

Kaoru Momoko stood at the very center of the ritual circle.

I closed my eyes and waited.

A majestic voice echoed throughout the sanctuary.

[The ceremony has begun; signals are being transmitted.]

[Signal transmission successful, awaiting signal return]

[Signal returned successfully, Holy Light Anchor Point now activated.]

[Identity code scanning.]

[Identity code confirmed.]

【Sanctuary.】

[Coordinates locked.]

[Energy infusion begins.]

The Protestant Kingdom.

The massive starship trembled slightly.

A roar echoed across the entire wilderness of the divine kingdom.

A crystal, tens of meters high and tens of meters wide, slowly appeared at the top of the starship launch tower.

A burst of golden energy shot out from the crystal.

The outer walls of the divine kingdom trembled.

Make a small opening.

Golden energy shot straight towards Momoko Kaoruna through the opening.

"Found it!" Fang Zuo, who had been hiding in the corner, suddenly opened his eyes.

The divine thought followed that golden energy and found the Protestant Kingdom.

It leaves a mark when it enters the opening.

next second.

Fang Zuo has disappeared.

It sped through the void.

Soon after, he found the location of his brand.

He leaped into the Protestant Kingdom.

An endless wilderness.

A starship so huge that even Fang Zuo was shocked.

Even though most of their bodies are in the wilderness.

The small portion that can be seen is so large that you can't see the end of it at a glance.

The ship's hull was made of an unknown material, with a matte silver-gray base and engraved with various dark blue and purple energy patterns.

Crystals are occasionally exposed.

It shimmered with light.

Fang Zuo slowly approached and walked over.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound rang out.

Not any language.

However, it directly invaded Fang Zuo's brain.

The silver base of the starship's hull was transformed into warning black and red stripes, while deep blue and purple energy patterns flashed at high frequency.

[WARNING!!! ...

[Unidentified creatures have invaded!]

Level 3 Threat

[A higher-dimensional entity has been detected intruding into the boundary of this ship's gravitational field—coordinates: α-7 curvature fault]

Eliminate the intruders immediately!!

[Warning, warning!! Phase weapon energy insufficient!!]

[Particle beam array energy insufficient!!!]

[Insufficient backup energy!]

[Activate the gravitational field!!]

[Activate the ecological eradication program!!]

The massive starship's silver-white metallic hull suddenly glowed red.

Three beams of light, each several kilometers thick, suddenly erupted from directly above this small world.

Firmly lock onto Fang Zuo.

It poured down.

Fang Zuo's eyes widened.

An invisible stance binds me.

Even the soul felt threatened.

He roared.

His body swelled to hundreds of meters tall, revealing the Dharma form of the Asura King.

However, compared to the beam of light, it is still very small.

Just at this time.

A watermelon knife, dozens of meters long, flew lightly from a distance.

A slanted flick.

The blade sliced ​​through the air without causing the slightest ripple.

The rusty blade collided with the beam of light.

Compared to this enormous pillar of light, it was like a needle falling into the ocean.

but.

In an instant.

The blinding stream of light shattered like glass.

The beam of light was split open like a water column.

It splashed out.

Fang Zuo waved his hand and easily picked up the watermelon knife.

A casual wave.

Cut through the barriers of the divine kingdom.

He jumped out. (End of Chapter)